Saturday, November 12, 2011

Day after day every priest stands and performs his religious duties; again and again he offers the same sacrifices, which can never take away sins. But when this priest had offered for all time one sacrifice for sins, he sat down at the right hand of God, and since that time he waits for his enemies to be made his footstool. For by one sacrifice he has made perfect forever those who are being made holy.

What is your image of perfection? Is it a glorious mountain view, or an undisturbed beach? Do you need to have a perfectly groomed lawn or insist on your children looking like your standards of perfection? Do you find perfection in mathematics or the written word?

How do you handle imperfections? Do they drive you crazy and you feel as if you need to comment on them to show that you’ve got it right?

Do imperfect people infuriate you?

What does the word perfect mean to you?

Our lives have gotten so out of control – we are busy with everything and never have time to relax or slow down. We run from one thing to another and sometimes the only way to manage ourselves is to insist that there is a level of perfection in the people and things surrounding us – we gain some sense of control over life that way.

What would you do if all that imperfection was gone? Even those things within ourselves that are so error-filled, or messed up we can hardly function if we think about them for too long.

I think we just need to relax. Jesus has got it. While we work toward perfection, He’s absolutely certain we will never attain it in this life. If we could, we wouldn’t need Him.